September 4, 2007

Home improvement

I took communion at church on Sunday. This was the first time since Jack was born that we had been at church for communion Sunday. So, when I went to nurse Jack two hours later, I flippantly made the comment, "Time for communion." No one else really thought it was as funny as I did. At least I didn't sit there saying, "This is the body of our Lord Jesus Christ . . . " as he ate. I know, I know . . . my salvation is in jeopardy.

Life has been boring over the last week or so. Still busy, but just uneventful. Kyle and I are thinking about tackling a few home improvement projects (as our budget allows). We're thinking about painting the entry area at our house. I was going to call it the "foyer," but that makes it sound much larger than it really is. It flows through a hallway into a living room, so we're trying to decide if we should paint it the same color as the living room, or if we should re-paint the living room to match a color that we choose for the hallway.

For those of you who know us best, you'll know that painting is something we're familiar with. The living room, basement and master bedroom have all been painted multiple times, with our bedroom in the lead at 4 times (and we're actually thinking about changing the color in there too). I'm just very indecisive. It's hard to tell from a 3" x 3" square of color how a room will look covered in that color! We also need to do some landscaping on the outside of our house. We've been here for 2 1/2 years and haven't done anything but clear out all of the dead trees and bushes from the wooded lot that the house was built on.

Kyle was outside doing some work this weekend and we met our next door neighbors. We hadn't ever met them before because their house is just a vacation home for them and they're only there one or two times a summer (which is when we're usually gone). They were nice enough but they started telling us a story about the "idiots" who were at our house trying to burn toilet paper out of our trees last summer. Whoops . . . that was us. We just smiled and nodded. If they wanted to hear about idiots, we could have told them all kinds of stories about their grandchildren who stayed at their house over Mother's Day Weekend.

My parents came to visit on Sunday. They had a lot of fun playing with Jack and he loved having them there, as usual. Here are some pictures:

I'm trying to find time this week to take his 3 month pictures, but that's proving to be harder than I thought it would. Maybe tomorrow . . .